Princess Diaries 2 Quotes

And you know what? Maybe Michael didn’t write those notes. And maybe he doesn’t think I’m the Josiest girl in school. But he thought I looked nice in my pink dress. And that’s all that matters to me.

And I think What does it matter that it is not a linear equation if any variable is raised to a power? We’re all just going to die anyway.

Lilly: Mia, when I recognize a human soul crying out for self-actualization, I am powerless to stop myself. I must do what I can to see that that person’s dream is realized. [Gee, I haven’t noticed Lilly doing all that much to help me realize my dream of French-kissing her brother. But on the other hand, I have not exactly made that dream known to her.]

Get to see how he treats his mother/sister/housekeeper (critical clues as to how he will treat any prospective girlfriend).

One of her best paintings, Woman Enjoying a Quick Snack at Starbucks, is hanging in their dining room.

It’s sort of weird to be hugged by your Algebra teacher. That’s all I have to say.

When Louie is upset with us for, say, forgetting to feed him, he eats any socks he might find lying around.

Get Mom to stop hanging bras on bedroom doorknob

Yeah, she’s such a headcase. I guess it’s never occurred to her that two people of the opposite sex can just be friends,

It’s like I’ve struck a blow for dweebs everywhere, or something.

One night Shay heard the quiet murmur of his voice, punctuated by Olivia’s giggles. She shuffled across the living room and listened around the corner. He was reading aloud to her, imitating each character’s voice. Shay listened to his falsetto, a grin tugging her lips at the incongruity of a cowboy reading The Princess Diaries.

But do I want his tongue on my mouth?

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I wish I didn’t have to do anything with her. Like, for REAL!” (Page 2)

I don’t like movies where people’s heads spin around, or where things come bursting out of their stomachs. I like movies with beauty makeovers and dancing.

Mia Thermopolis, 1005 Thompson Street, #4A

Today Rommel had on a mink bolero jacket. I am not even joking. It was dyed lavender to match the one slung across Grandmère’s shoulders.

Oh, Michael, soon we’ll be parkin’ in front of Grand Moff Tarkin Enjoying veggie moo shu to the beeps of R2-D2 And maybe even holding hands while gazing upon the Tatooine sands And knowing that our love by far has more fire power than the Death Star And though they may blow up our planet and kill every creature living on it Like Leia and Han, in the stars above, they can never destroy our love— Like the Millennium Falcon in hyperdrive our love will continue to thrive and thrive.

Where are my little girls? Princesses have replaced them.

How did you do this?” Isabella breathed. “With an overabundance of caffeine and assistance from your brothers,” I said. “I figured everyone should experience this at least once in their lives. Also, Gabriel is a big Princess Diaries 2 fan.” He glared at me from his spot next to the darts. “I’m not a fan,” he said. “I enjoy the storyline. That’s all.” “Sure.” Romero smirked. “That’s why you make us rewatch it every Christmas.

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there’s the whole thing with us locking Boris Pelkowski in the supply closet so we don’t have to listen to him practice his violin.

Right now, as we’re sitting here arguing over this whole interview thing, fifty-seven blocks away, my mother is breaking the news to her lover—my Algebra teacher—that she is pregnant with his child.

That’ll teach those things to try to nibble on my Italian buns!

I’m stuck with Weirdostalkergirl, The Great Bearded Noob, and Princess Hissyfit McCrybaby. Good thing I like a challenge, eh? Stump arguably has it worse, however. He’s grouped with Bumbi, who is currently the lowest-level student in the whole school. Apparently, he still has a combat score of 1. How is that even possible? A door has more than that.

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I’m stuck with Weirdostalkergirl, The Great Bearded Noob, and Princess Hissyfit McCrybaby.

She's contacted Vogue Japan to do a profile on my university entrance journey. It will be like Legally Blonde meets The Princess Diaries, she said. I'm not sure exactly what that means, but I said okay. I am wearing a chic navy suit by Amano. According to this morning's Tokyo Tattler, I am now his patron.

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Also, Gabriel is a big Princess Diaries 2 fan.” He glared at me from his spot next to the darts. “I’m not a fan,” he said. “I enjoy the storyline. That’s all.

What am I supposed to do about this stupid English journal assignment, Describe an experience that moved you profoundly? I am so sure. What do I write about? The time I walked into the kitchen and found my Algebra teacher standing there in his underwear? That didn’t move me, exactly, but it was certainly an experience.

we are only on this planet for a short while, and that it is vital we use every moment we have left as if it were our last.

why can’t the administration cancel finals like they did in Harry Potter 2.

Kenny said, right in my ear, “Had any interesting mail lately?

What doesn’t kill us makes us stronger. That’s what Grandmère says, anyway.

Duh,” I said. “I’m Glinda the Good Witch.” “I knew that,” Michael said. “You look really . . . You look really . .

Mr. Gianini told me today that he thought it would be all right for me to call him Frank now, considering the fact that we are practically related. But I just can’t bring myself to do it. So I just call him Hey. I go, “Hey, can you pass the parmesan?” and “Hey, have you seen the remote control?

Lilly: You, Michael, are just jealous. Michael: Oh, yeah. I’ve always wanted a big picture of myself in my underwear hanging up in Times Square.

Albert Einstein High School is one giant petri dish of bacteria, if you ask me, what with the astonishing number of mouth-breathers who go there.

I just want to make sure you know that there’s one person, anyway, who liked you long before he found out you were a princess . . . And will keep on liking you, no matter what.

Seriously. I should go live with the X-men, I am such a mutant.

Tonight I fully intend to take a shower and stick my head out the window with my hair wet. That will show them.

He hasn’t written back yet, but I think my sincerity really shows, considering all the exclamation points.

Make the most of yourself, for that is all there is of you. —Ralph Waldo Emerson

And don’t think in Algebra Lana wasn’t doing everything she could to get Hank to notice her. She swished her long blond hair all over my desk. She dropped her pencil like four times. She kept crossing and recrossing her legs. Finally Mr. Gianini was like, “Miss Weinberger, do you need a bathroom pass?” That calmed her down, but only for like five minutes.

People who excel at sports have traditionally been treated like gods in our society, while people whose brilliance is cerebral are routinely ignored, or worse, mocked as nerds or geeks. Frankly, I believe scientists working on cures for cancer should be paid the salaries professional athletes are receiving.

And it is always cool to have a boy—even one who wears a retainer—walk you to your locker. I know I have Lars, but it’s different having your bodyguard walk you to your locker, as opposed to an actual boy.

Dancing in movies is always good.

My feet are as long as a normal person’s thigh

She has known the touch of a boy’s tongue upon her own, and she never thought to tell me until NOW?

Mrs. Sing, our Biology teacher, says it is physiologically impossible to die of either boredom or embarrassment, but I know that isn’t true, because I am experiencing heart failure right now.

Make the most of yourself, for that is all there is of you.” —Ralph Waldo Emerson

I didn’t say anything. That’s because all I could think was what my mother was going to say if she walked down the aisle and there was David Hasselhoff and Martha Stewart. She might actually run screaming from the room.

I know I am hideous and all of that, but really, it’s ridiculous how scared that dog is of me.

Children dress up in costumes and demand candy from strangers. Horrible American tradition.

I pointed out that it’s for her own good, and that if Mr. Gianini is any sort of gentleman he’ll give up beer and coffee anyway, to support her in her time of need. I know I would expect the father of my unborn child to pay me that courtesy.

Most of my mom’s friends are militant feminists or performance artists. One of them likes to stand up on a stage and pour chocolate syrup all over her naked body while reciting poetry.